Date: Sun, 11 Jan 2004 22:14:37 -0500
From: dharri56@bellsouth.net
Subject: My babysitter
My babysitter, my teacher...
By
Eric Hunter
It was a long time ago when this happened and I am way past "being of legal
age." We were just kids...discovering the incredible secrets of our
bodies. It was all very innocent and wickedly exciting.
Todd Morris had "that way" about him. He was handsome, strong and
completely, utterly sensual. I felt that way from the first time I saw
him. Todd was four years older than me and let me know it at every turn.
His dark, smoldering eyes had the ability to bore through me and see into
the darkest places of my soul. Then, he would smile in a knowing
way...confident as though he knew my innermost lustful thoughts about him.
Almost as if he were willing me to do it, my eyes would snatch a downward
glance at his crotch and I would see him hard in his pants. He would
twitch it for me and laugh when my embarrassed glance returned to his face
and found him staring and smirking. He had me. And it was just a matter
of time til he took what he wanted.
Todd lived next door to us. His bedroom window was directly across from
mine. His parents had a nice home that was larger than ours. Todd's
bedroom had an adjoining bath and it was my secret pleasure to spy on him
from behind my window curtain. I had watched him for months. I would
wait, expectantly, hoping to catch him as he emerged from the shower,
drying himself with a towel as he walked slowly into his bedroom.
Even though I was only ten years old, I felt a strange gnawing sensation in
the pit of my stomach each time I saw him in the nude. Naturally, his
private parts were impressive to my inexperienced eyes. The hair on his
chest was so black and his thick cock hung down brightly over the dark
patch between his legs. Usually, he just dried himself off as he walked
toward the window. The blinds would be pulled and that was the end of the
show. But some days, his hands would linger as he dried his genitals
slowly, sensually. He would stand in front of the window and dry himself
with the towel for several minutes, then pull the blinds shut.
One day, two years later, things took a different direction. Todd walked
to the window and, as always, stopped in front of it. I held my breath as
I stared through the peephole in the curtain. Todd's cock thickened before
my eyes. He dropped the towel and stroked his balls with his left hand.
His cock grew until it stood out straight from his body. I was so excited
that I almost forgot to breathe. Slowly, his right hand stroked the length
of the cock as he closed his eyes. His hand began to move somewhat faster.
I swear his cock swelled up even bigger.
Suddenly, Todd's body jerked. His head rolled back and his hips shoved
forward. I was shocked to see thick, white fluid erupt from his thick cock
and blast against the window. Five, six, and seven strong spurts coated
the glass in front of his shaking body. Then, he sank to his knees and out
of sight. I watched in fascination as the thick, white fluid ran to the
bottom of the window and collected. I felt the hunger again and thought I
would be sick. I wasn't sure why I felt that way, but I knew it had
everything to do with Todd and what I had just witnessed.
My parents had made plans to go on a weekend trip together as a second
honeymoon shortly after I had turned 12. My Grandparents planned to come
and stay with me and were scheduled to arrive before I returned home from
school. The folks left on schedule and I went to school as planned. But
when I got home, my Grandparents were not there. A note was taped to the
front door instructing me to go to the Morris's next door. Todd's mother
invited me inside and told me that my Grandmother had fallen, had broken
her arm and had been taken to the hospital. My Grandfather wasn't sure
what time they would arrive and that Todd would stay with me until then.
Todd's parents had already planned an evening out of their own and couldn't
cancel at this late date. Todd and I ate dinner at his house, and then
went back to mine to wait for my Grandparents.
There was something electric in the air that I couldn't define. We watched
TV for a while and played games. All the while, I felt "something" that
seemed to radiate from him. It was as if we were both waiting for
something to happen, but what?
The phone rang. I answered it. It was Grandpa. Grandma's injuries were
more serious than originally thought. They wouldn't be able to come at
all. Could I stay with the Morris's? I assured him that I could and hung
up the phone. Todd's parents were still out and couldn't be reached. Todd
had sat with me into the early hours before, so we just decided that he
would spend the night at my house. He ran home and left a note for his
parents and then returned.
The electricity in the air doubled. "Wanna wrassle?" he asked.
"Sure," I replied. I was big for my age, but Todd was 16 and bigger.
The thought of him being in close contact with me had my senses on edge.
We moved the couch back to give us more room and the match began. Todd
pinned me immediately. I fought back and squirmed out from under him and
tripped him. I fell onto his chest and held him down. My crotch was right
at his face.
Defiantly, I said, "Eat me" and shoved my crotch into his face. He was as
startled as I was.
"You little fuck! I'll teach you to put your crotch in my face!" he
snarled.
Todd was definitely stronger and quickly flipped me onto my back. He
straddled my chest. I was going no where.
"So...you like to rub your dick in another guys face," he said confidently.
"Well, two can play that game...and I intend to win," he smirked. Todd
continued, "I think you're old enough to suck my dick." I squirmed beneath
him and tried to push him off. "Yup," he said, "I think you're old enough
to eat me!"
My arms were pinned down by his legs. I watched as he flipped open the
buttons on his Levi's slowly...sensually. My heart was pounding. He
reached in and pulled out his long, thick cock. I could smell his heat.
It was intoxicating. The end of that big cock was glistening.
"Pretty, isn't it?" he asked, thickly.
He lifted up slightly and aimed his cock toward my mouth. He smeared the
leaking end of it across my lips.
"Open up," he commanded.
I froze.
"Come on, we both know you want it. I know you watch me in my bedroom.
That's why I been givin' you those special shows. Now I'm going to do it
in your mouth and you will swallow everything I give you, got it?" he said,
firmly.
Finding my voice, I cried, "You're crazy!"
Todd reached down and clamped his fingers over my nose, pinching it shut.
"Open up or you'll choke. You'll probably choke on my dick, but at least
you can breathe around it," he said, smugly.
I don't know what it was, whether it was the smell of him...the taste of
him, or the power of him...but, I opened. He slid right in and I tasted
his cock for the first time. I moved my tongue and tasted something sweet,
yet salty. I liked it. I liked it so much that I felt light-headed and
dreamy. It was electric. I tasted Todd's cock in my mouth and I loved it.
I held onto him for dear life.
"Good boy," he purred. "Do me," he sighed.
But, I really didn't know what he wanted me to do. All I knew was that I
was feeling things I didn't understand. I wanted Todd right where he was.
I sucked on his cock. It stiffened. I tasted more of the salty-sweet
fluid that I loved. I wanted more.
"Oh, Terry...please don't stop. Oh, buddy...this is wonderful," he
groaned.
I had no intention of stopping. He shifted his position and moved higher.
He moved his hips back and forth and I took more of his cock. He began to
press deeper. He triggered my gag reflex and I panicked.
"Ohhhhhhh, Godddddd!!!!!!!" he cried and I tasted and felt strong splashes
into my mouth.
My mind flashed back to the scene at the window and I knew what I was
receiving.
"Drink it," he cried over and over again.
I drank. The spasms slowed and Todd slowly collapsed onto the floor over
my head. His cock was still in my mouth. I sucked again and was rewarded
with a little shot. I swallowed. I was fucking hooked.
We repeated the act two more times that evening. Each time he finished,
Todd would lie perfectly still...his cock still inside my mouth. I would
hold him there, swallowing every little dribble that would come out of his
cock. I reveled in the smell and taste of his body. I clearly felt that I
never wanted to be away from the heat between his legs. It enveloped
me...swallowed me and commanded me. I drank it in with each breath...
savoring the fragrance of his youth. I was in love. Todd ended up staying
until my Grandparents arrived at noon the next day. I blew him twice in
the morning before they arrived. I knew that day that I would blow him any
time, anywhere he wanted.
As the years went by, Todd continued to baby-sit when my parents went out
for the evening. I was destined to become Todd's personal cocksucker. I
sucked him several times a week after school in the thick bushes behind his
garage. I have often wondered how many times I had gotten him off over the
years, and how much of his cum I had swallowed. As much as it must have
been, it was still not enough.
Two years later, Todd was a senior in high school and I was fourteen. Those
were the years when we began to experiment. One day, we took a shower
together and he asked me to wash his back. That progressed to his ass and
his privates and ended up with me giving him a blowjob in the shower.
Todd was hired to stay with me while my parents went out of state for a few
days. That night, there was something different about the way he looked at
me. I loved any kind of attention from him. I know now that I was already
in love with Todd, but still too young to understand.
We took our customary shower and cleaned up for the evening's action. Todd
was so beautiful. He was aroused from the moment we stripped our clothes
off. He led me straight to my bed and pressed me down. He lay directly on
top of me and rubbed our cocks together. I nearly fainted from the joy of
his body on mine. His face was inches from my own.
"Look at me," he said, staring deep into my eyes. "Tonight will be
special. We're going to do things you've never done before," he purred.
Dreamily, I looked up at him and said, "Like what?"
His face became serious, "You're my buddy, right? I want you to lick my
balls. Only I don't want you to stop there. I want you to go lower."
I didn't comprehend and said, "Sure, I guess."
Todd leaned down and pecked me on the lips. I thought I would lose it
right there. "Great," he said.
With that, he lifted up and straddled my chest. I sucked his cock in and
took it deep.
"Ohhh, yes...now, lick my balls," he sighed.
I let go of his cock and he moved slightly forward. "Lick 'em good," he
groaned.
I did my best. I licked all over them and stroked them like he always
wanted. He moved subtly forward and I began licking behind them. It was
when he moved slightly forward and down that I realized what he wanted. I
was horrified and stopped all movement.
Todd sensed it, "Please...Please do it for me," he begged.
Tentatively, I licked at him. He smelled sweet and clean and his skin
tasted fresh. When I licked at his rosebud, he shuddered and groaned. I
did it again. He was in ecstasy. He rolled over and took my head with
him. Suddenly, Todd was on his back and his legs in the air. I licked him
again. I liked it. He loved it.
After several minutes, he pulled me off and pushed me onto my back. With
no warning, he did something he had never done before. He spread my legs
and lifted them up to my chest, exposing my asshole to him. It felt like
an electric shock tearing through my body when he leaned down and licked my
ass! I jerked and gasped and writhed all over the bed. I couldn't escape
his tongue and the delicious, incredibly sensual tickling I felt. I
thought I would die if he didn't stop...and I also thought I would die if
he did!
Todd kept torturing me with his tongue until I thought I would faint.
Suddenly, he stopped. He lowered my legs and got off the bed. He reached
into a small sack that he had brought from his house. He pulled out a
plastic bottle of a clear liquid.
"What's that?" I asked.
"You'll see. You're going to love this," he said.
Todd brought the bottle and a plastic container of wet wipes to the bed.
He climbed up and positioned himself between my legs. He opened the bottle
and applied the liquid to his cock. He smeared it on thickly and moved his
hands over his cock, spreading the liquid evenly.
"Lift your legs," he said, gently. I lifted. I was startled again when he
applied the liquid to my ass and surrounding area.
"What are you doing," I asked.
"Trust me," he said. With that, he entered my ass with his finger. I
squirmed from the invasion. "Shhh...don't move. Just go with it," he
coached. I felt very uncomfortable, but the discomfort began to fade until
he slipped another finger inside.
"Ouch," I gasped. "It's ok, it's ok...just go with it," he said
soothingly. As soon as I relaxed, another finger slipped inside. I felt
wide open.
"Don't you put your hand in there," I warned.
Todd looked down and melted me with his eyes and his soothing voice,
"Shhhhhh...I won't hurt you." He gently moved his fingers in and out for
the next several minutes and, amazingly, it began to feel good. I sighed
as he removed his fingers. "I think you're ready now. Close your eyes and
press out when you feel me," he said. I was about to say something, but
did as he asked. I felt something hot and blunt against my ass. I felt a
pressure building up as Todd pushed against me. Suddenly, my eyes flew
wide open. I realized that Todd's cock had just slipped inside me and I
felt his balls against my butt. He had me. All the way.
"Catch your breath...relax," he coached.
"Oh, man, it hurts," I cried.
"Shhhh, only for a moment. I promise you that you will love this," he said
comfortingly. He was right.
After a few moments, the discomfort went away, but the feeling of fullness
remained. "I'm going to fuck you now. I'm going to fuck you tonight and
tomorrow and the next day and the next. I'm going to shoot my load inside
you and you'll carry it around with you all night," he said.
Todd began to rock his hips back and forth, dragging that huge cock in and
out of my asshole. He looked down and smiled that knowing smile. He
looked so warm and sensual as he spoke, "You do love it...don't you? I
knew you would." I couldn't understand how he could say that to me because
it's exactly what I was thinking. Then, I became aware that I was meeting
his thrusts.
Deeper and faster he moved. Discomfort returned again and I began to sweat
profusely. "I don't think I can take much more of this," I warned.
"Oh, yeah, buddy...you're going to take all of it," he said confidently.
He slightly shifted his body and the angle changed. He was hitting
something extremely sensitive inside my body and I tried to get away from
him.
"Oh, no you don't! Take it like a man," he ordered. I still tried to get
away, but his constant ramming of that special place made me want to
scream. I was just about to do that very thing when everything I felt
suddenly changed.
The discomfort rose to such an excruciating level that I thought I was
going to throw up. At the last second, the discomfort instantly switched
to ecstasy. Todd thrust harder and deeper, speeding up at the same time.
I cried out in a strangled scream as the intensity overwhelmed me. From
somewhere in the distance, I could feel my body surging over and over...and
I was vaguely aware that Todd was groaning in my ear as I felt his wet heat
splash inside. He rammed me over and over. I knew he was cumming inside
of me and I never wanted it to stop. We were connected. We were one! How
extraordinary! How incredible!
But, all good things come to an end. Todd's body flushed itself into my
own and he collapsed onto my chest...his face in my neck. We were both
gasping for breath. Neither of us could move. I had never imagined
anything could feel like that. I was shaking from the experience. Slowly,
our breathing returned to normal.
Somewhere in time, I felt Todd slip from my ass. I felt sad. I wanted him
to stay with me. A cool, wet feeling trickled out of my ass onto my flesh
and onto the sheets. I didn't care. I had just experienced the most
incredible feelings of my life...all at the hands (and body) of my sitter.
Exhausted, both of us fell asleep.
It was after two a.m. when I felt Todd stir next to me. He reached over
and pressed his lips to my ear. "I want to fuck you again," he whispered.
I turned my face toward him and his lips touched mine...not in a kiss, just
a touch.
My lips were still touching his when I said, "Yes, I want you to." And he
did...two more times that night. Needless to say, we didn't get out of bed
until noon the next day. Todd continued to fuck me weekly until he went
away to college. You can imagine how lonely I was after such an intense
relationship that began at such an early age. Todd taught me to love his
body and man-to-man sex.
When I was 18, Todd invited me to spend a weekend with him and his roommate
at college. That was my first experience with two guys at the same
time. Todd's roommate, Chip, was very hot...and built just a bit bigger and
thicker than Todd. Todd had told him about our relationship and the
roommate wanted in on the action. The first night, I sucked Chip while
Todd fucked my ass. Then, it was Chip's turn. He made me cum with his
cock, just like Todd did that first time. I nearly passed out from the
intensity.
While Todd went to his Saturday class, Chip kept me in bed, fucking me
over and over. Later, they tried to "double fuck" me, but my body simply
would not stretch...and it hurt! That was one hot weekend.
I still jack off to images of those "baby-sitting" sessions. I suppose it
was wrong for Todd to have done those things to me at that early age. But,
we were both kids at the time and I absolutely loved what he taught me. I
almost made my little cousin suck me one night when I was babysitting for
him, but chickened out. I'm glad I did. Later, I told a friend of mine
about the near incident. He shocked me when he said, "That's good that you
didn't. You broke the circle of abuse."
I was shocked. I never once thought about those times as "abuse." Todd
and I were just kids, screwing around. It's not like he was an adult
seducing a child.
Besides, I have no regrets. Not one. Well, maybe one. I miss Todd. He
got a great job on the west coast after college, so I rarely see him. We
talk on the phone, once in a while, and he's talked about me visiting. No
definite plans yet. Oh, I hope it happens. I need him. Big time.